Return of the Blossoming Blade Chapter 1241

Episode 1241 That’s all? (1)

“Ouch… inside…”

Jo Geol muttered with a frown on his face. Maybe I drank too much yesterday, but I didn’t feel well.

“The kids in Haenam also drink really ignorantly.”

“…They’re probably saying the same thing on the other side.”

“Still, I don’t think we’ve ever searched for alcohol anywhere, except for the Beast Palace Lord…”

“Let’s exclude him from the list of people for now.”

The same goes for Cheongmyeong, who was doing great work with the Beast Palace Lord.

“Okay.”

Jogeol let out a groaning sound and unpacked his luggage. And on the way here, I took out the Hwasan Baekjae, which I had wrapped so carefully, out of fear that it might get damaged.

“But why are you having a meeting like this so early in the morning?”

“It’s not too early, it’s late.”

“yes?”

Yoonjong said with a bitter face.

“Jang Mun-in showed great patience just by giving us time to rest for one night. If it were you, would you have been able to keep your mouth shut and wait when outsiders came to you in a situation like this?”

“…That won’t work.”

“okay.”

Yoonjong shook his head and said.

“Looking at the faces of those who were drinking, it seemed like they were feeling more pressure than we thought. In the meantime, we should be thankful that they were considerate of us who came a long way. “Don’t let unnecessary complaints come out of your mouth.”

“A death sentence. Am I the kind of person who would be dissatisfied with something like that? “It’s not that I’m dissatisfied, I think I’m a little sober, but I’m afraid I’ll look bad for no reason.”

“…I agree with that.”

Yoonjong laughed bitterly. Actually, I don’t even remember how I got into the dorm. No, if you think about it, they didn’t even know that this was a lodging, so I guess they didn’t come in on their own.

If it’s ugly, it’s ugly. It was clear that this was not the appearance of a visitor to Haenam for an important meeting.

But neither Yoonjong nor Jo Geol had any regrets.

“What on earth was that guy thinking when he poured out alcohol like that?”

“What do we know? “I just look at the atmosphere and if it seems like it should be done, I adjust accordingly.”

“Ha…”

Yunjong shook his head.

It is said that after three years in a school, good luck is recited, and if Cheongmyeong has been by his side for more than three years, reasons and reasons become less important. I just think there must be some reason and end up adjusting the rhythm accordingly.

“I’m going to be late. “Hurry up.”

“Now wait a minute. “Just put on some pants…”

“…Put them on quickly.”

“I’m wearing everything!”

Yoonjong sighed and opened the door. As soon as I went outside, I saw people opening doors and coming out here and there.

“Did you have a good night last night, Lord Nangong Soga?”

“Sohyeop Yoonjong…. wow…. you slept well…. wow….”

Yunjong looked at Namgung Dowi with trembling eyes.

His face, which seemed chiseled and handsome even to a man, turned out to look like a patient.

“…You don’t look well…”

“What kind of person drinks like that… No, what kind of person…”

“No, then just quit in moderation.”

“…Then it seems like you’re losing.”

“….”

Yoonjong closed his eyes tightly. As expected, this guy also felt like he was slowly getting better at it.

“I’m dying.”

“accident. “You have to think and walk straight.”

“I’m walking straight.”

“accident! It’s not over there, it’s over here. Oh my! “I gave you a sober medicine!”

Soso. Why on earth did you bring sobering medicine all the way to Haenam?

The condition of all those who came out seemed to be not very good. In fact, I passed out after pouring more alcohol into my body than I normally could handle. It would be even weirder if I was in a good state.

“Now wait a minute. “What about the Green Forest King?”

“…I couldn’t wake up. “I think we should move it to the medical center rather than the conference room.”

“…is it really that bad? Let’s at least check the condition…”

“Ah.”

Namgung Do-wi stopped Yoon Jong from going to Lim So-byeong’s room.

“It would be best not to go in. “The food tastes completely gone.”

“….”

“First of all, I don’t want to cause trouble, so I’ll have to wash that bedding as soon as I get back from the conference.”

“….”

Yoonjong rubbed his face in despair.

‘This is how it is…’

Can we do meetings and all that properly?

“Then what about Sasuk?”

“Oh really? “I’m not the type of person who would normally be late…”

That was right then.

Suddenly.

The door on one side was wide open, and Baekcheon came out walking neither fast nor slow.

Chop rock.

With each step, the pure white coat swayed gracefully like waves.

The pure white coat without a speck of stain on her face, her perfectly trimmed and combed hair, and the white hero hairs around her forehead went well with her pure white skin, as if she had been powdered.

Whether the others were half-dead or not, Baekcheon looked as neat as usual… or even several times neater than usual.

Jerk.

Baekcheon came out into the hallway with a quick pace, glanced at everyone with his wide eyes, and then opened his mouth.

“Is everyone out?”

Hwasan’s disciples began to chatter among themselves.

“…Isn’t that a real illness?”

“At this point, I have to admit that I am sick….”

“Only a person like that can become a scholar of volcanoes.”

“…Admit it.”

Hwasan’s disciples nodded their heads, and the lords of other sects were disgusted by the sight.

“Is it a human…”

In particular, Namgung Dowi was almost trembling. I’m sure Baekcheon drank more alcohol yesterday than he did, but how on earth can he maintain such a healthy appearance?

This was not something that could be explained simply by mentioning martial arts.

“It is a matter of meeting a long letter from another government as a guest and special envoy. So, everyone, don’t be negligent in your appearance…” As

Baekcheon spoke, he trailed off and frowned. As disapproving looks poured in, a solemn response came out.

“…I’m sorry, Sasuk.”

“I’m sorry I’m not good-looking.”

“sorry.”

“We tried our best.”

“Tsk.”

Baekcheon clicked his tongue, not liking the priests’ shabby faces and appearance. Of course, I felt aggrieved on the inside, but as I looked at Baekcheon, the displeasure that was about to come out of my mouth hid in my throat.

“What about Cheongmyeong?”

“well? Can’t you see it? “There’s no way this guy couldn’t wake up because he was drunk.”

“Are you not in your room?”

“There wasn’t one?”

“Then where…”

Baekcheon nodded as if he had an idea.

“done. “Let’s go.”

“What about Cheongmyeong?”

“It will come on its own.”

Baekcheon looked at the people in front of him and opened his mouth.

“I’ll say it again, each and every one of you here represents everyone in Cheonwoomaeng.”

“….”

“Think twice before you say a word and always keep in mind how you will appear to others.”

“…is that what you’re saying to everyone?”

“Let’s go.”

“Sasuk? “No, but when you’re talking, why do you keep your eyes only on me… Sasuk?”

Baekcheon walked down the hallway, completely ignoring Jo Geol’s protests. As soon as others could no longer see his face, a short sigh escaped his lips. I was a little nervous.

This is the first mission to fulfill as Hwasan’s deputy chief of staff. Regardless of whether the job is successful or not, he must appear as a magistrate of Hwasan and a special envoy of Cheon Woo-maeng.

He took the stairs downstairs with a stern look on his face.

And….

“Giggle, giggle, giggle.” “Look at the color of this bastard’s face!”

“…Oh, please go away.”

“Why are you so brazen when you can’t even drink alcohol…”

“You can’t drink alcohol! “My nickname is Namhae Drunkard!”

“Do you think the whale in this neighborhood is the size of a minnow?”

“No, but really!”

“Oh my gosh. If I had tried to fight with my mouth and got caught, I would have bitten my tongue and died. “You came out with your head held high.”

“You lost! “It’s a draw, it’s a draw!”

“If the guy who was waiting gets tied with the guy who came a long way, he actually loses.”

“Ok.”

Kwak Hwan-so’s black face turned bright red. Cheongmyeong, who was happily teasing, turned his attention towards the stairs when he heard a sign of popularity. Then, he smiled as he saw Baekcheon coming down the stairs.

“And look. Our Assistant Manager Jang Moon is so fine. “Unlike everyone else who is dying.”

“…It’s true.”

“wow. “That guy ate more than me yesterday.”

“The ambassador type. Let’s admit it. “We lost this.”

“…Our ambassador type looks a bit like that.”

“Who was the last one? “What kind of bastard are you?”

Baekcheon shook his head as he saw Cheongmyeong siding with the Haenam disciples and picking on Kwak Hwanso.

‘Anyway, I can’t stop you.’

Originally, the atmosphere here should have been much more serious. This is the day when the future of Haenam and the future of Cheonwoomaeng will be decided, and the disciples here will also know that fact.

However, yesterday’s drinking party and Cheongmyeong’s jokes that appeared here first lightened the mood.

Some of the strength in Baekcheon’s shoulders disappeared. He slightly opened his lips to say something, but then burst into laughter.

“Cheongmyeong.”

“huh?”

“…I’m embarrassed, so come here.”

“Did I say something wrong?”

“…Please shut up.”

“That person is being treated unfairly!”

When Baekcheon gestured, Yoonjong and Jo Geol ran and grabbed Cheongmyeong’s arms and dragged him to the back.

“no! I didn’t say anything wrong! That bastard started the fight first? Why only me! town! “Eup!”

As Tang Xiaoso skillfully put a cloth around Cheongmyeong’s mouth and wrapped him up, Baekcheon sighed deeply and wrapped his arms around Guo Huanxiao.

“sorry. As you probably already know, he’s that kind of guy to begin with…” “

…I’m sure you’re going through a lot of trouble.”

“Even three days is not enough to put it into words.”

Baekcheon, who had spoken up to that point, looked at Kwak Hwanso with strange eyes and said.

“But you look bad?”

“…it was originally black.”

“I don’t think so… maybe a hangover?”

“Oh, it’s originally black. People from Haenam are naturally black because of the sunlight!”

“Ah, then I’m glad. I was surprised that eating just that much must have damaged your health. After all, that won’t happen, right?”

“…go ahead and fall down.”

“yes?”

“No, no.”

As Baekcheon grinned, Kwak Hwanso chuckled, then straightened up and hugged him.

“This is Kwak Hwan-so, the great disciple of Haenam. Jang Moon-in would like to meet you, so please follow me. “I will guide you.”

“Please do me a favor.”

Kwak Hwan-so, with his playful expression gone as if he had washed himself, turned around. Then, Haenam’s disciples who were waiting also guarded the area around Cheonwoo-maeng, exuding warrior energy.

“The typhoon has not subsided yet, so please understand that the route may be inclement.”

“If you avoid the blowing wind, you are not unmanned. “Don’t worry about it.”

Kwak Hwan-so grinned as if he liked the answer.

“Open.”

“yes!”

The door to the palace was wide open.

Baekcheon’s eyes narrowed slightly. The typhoon was still blowing. However, Haenam’s disciples did not pay attention to the strong rain and wind and lined up on the left and right sides of the path they were to walk along, waiting.

“…Do you really need to…”

“Don’t say anything.”

Kwak Hwan-so said in a serious voice.

“I’m not asking you to take a good look at it. “It’s not a show of force or a threat.”

“….”

“It doesn’t matter what the outcome of the conversation I will have with Jang Mun-in from now on is. “We are simply showing the minimum courtesy we must show to those who risked their lives to come to Haenam, where no one could find us.”

Baekcheon’s face hardened slightly.

“So please go.”

Kwak Hwan-so led the way through the wind and rain. Baekcheon nodded and walked after him.

The disciples of Haenam, whose clothes were soaked as they had been standing for a while, drew their swords and raised them in unison toward Cheon Woo-maeng’s companions heading toward Jangmuncheong, expressing their respect in silence.

All you can hear is the sound of rain. An example of silence without any loud shouts.

As Cheon Woo-maeng and his party walked while receiving the bow, they saw an old-fashioned pavilion and a gold-colored baek in front of it coming out to greet them.

Baekcheon gently squeezed the rainwater that had accumulated in his palm.